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Disneymaniac 
Conan smiled, "You ok?" What had Simon done to her? He hoped it was nothing bad. Or he would punch the guy. Noone would hurt his friend. Even if the guy was like 5 years older than him. He could jab him in the knee or something.
"That is when I leave as well. I think my flight is at like 12. So I will be home in time for dinner." He'd probably eat on the plane anyway. Maybe sleep as well. He would be pretty tired. He needed to reset his body clock.
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I'll be alright," she nodded weakly. "
Just...hard...saying good bye." Her lower lip trembled every so slightly.
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And where is that you are flying to?" In time for dinner, that would be nice. "
I am going to lose an entire day while I am in the sky."
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Macavity Simon turned away from the window at the knock on the sliding compartment door. He managed a weal smile as he spotted Kurumi at the door and motioned for her to come in as he turned fully back around to face her. "Hi Kurumi..." he spoke returning her greeting, his hand absently feeling his robe pocket as if making sure the box he was looking for was still there.
"Come to see an old man off?" he tried to jest with a small chuckle.
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You can hardly be called an old man," Kurumi laughed sticking her tongue out. Seriously, Simon wasn't even as old as her youngest brother.
Kurumi took another few steps in and finally moved her arms out in front of her. "
I made this for you," she said as she thrust a small wrapped
package out for him. "
It's not much, but something to remember me by."